go west young man

(As absolutely pathetic as this makes me, I feel that I must make a confession to you: that title-line is the second time I have quoted Michael W. Smith this week. Two MWS quotes in one week. Please forgive me. I know that my "street cred" is really going to take a hit by admitting that. But there is no reason to hide the truth. I will simply apologize and ask you to not judge me too harshly.)

So...come this Friday, I will be putting the car in drive and heading off into the sunset. I have been given the opportunity to lead worship and share some of my music with various churches out west.

Denver, CO this weekend; Vegas next weekend and a little So-Cal in between.

Six shows in eight nights. Almost 5,000 miles round trip. I'd call it my West Coast Tour, but that would just make me sound like the type of guy that would quote Michael W. Smith all the time. And I don't want that. Oh...wait.

Well...Despite being forced into making some last minute band adjustments, I could not be more excited for this trip. The guys coming along and playing with me are some of my best friends: Jake on drums, Nate Mac on bass, Blake on electric, Taylor on keys and Matt running sound. This is a special and talented group of guys. Every one of them can sing well and play a variety of instruments. Every one of them is easy-going and a blast to hang out with. And the best part, every one of them is a worship leader. Every single one of them. There is not one guy who will be up there showboating. There is not one guy who will be trying to impress or wow. There is not one guy who...who wants the attention for himself. It is about Christ increasing as we decrease. They get that. And that truly makes all the difference in the world.

I do want to mention, however, that I am not sure how this trip will affect my blogging abilities for the next week and a half. My intent is to post from each leg of the journey and keep you all updated. That is my hope, but I don't know if it will be possible. I will try, though.

But anyway...pray for us as we drive literally cross-country and back.

And pray for me, as I am:

"Looking for a reason, roaming through the night to find my place in this world...my place in this world." Man...somebody really cool once said that, but I just can't remember who.